being confined to such a small space just isnt enough.
you had to take away the 2 other things which actually brought joy into my daily life.
im nothing to you. im nothing but a trophy for you to brag about.
but now the trophy's rusty. what do you do?
you throw it away.
i cant believe im actually going to say goodbye to jason and saying hello to a private tutor. jason's like the best tutor i've ever had?
but no. you're oh so confident that the new guy's better.
even jason cared. you didnt.
i cant even feel free to tell you what i really want to.
sometimes i feel like you're pushing the limits too much.
what can i do? life's tough. but you know you gotta keep breathing.
got music "assesment" tomorrow and i still cant play my piece properly. god im so dead.
on the brighter note, THERE'S BAND! (:
